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if it doesn’t feel your pussy around it soon.”
    I tried to wiggle free, but all that did was cause Luca’s crotch to rub up against mine even more. Without thinking, I opened my legs to him and wrapped them around his waist. He growled, making me moan so loudly I thought the whole castle would hear.
    I tried to move, so I could take command and be the one on top, but he was so strong—so in control—and I hated him even more for that.
    “Even now, you’re fighting me. I can’t allow you to dominate me, amore mio.”
    Oh my fucking God, did he just speak Italian to me? I think I’m going to faint.
    I moaned again. I couldn’t help myself around him. “Don’t say things like that.” My words were breathless and wanton.
    “Say things like what?” he asked, his lips a hairs whisper away from mine.
    “I’m not going to give in.” Who am I kidding?
    “You know, you talking like that just turns me on even more. You’re making this hard for me, but I am a patient man.”
    He travelled his hand down my arm and to my leg. With a gentle stroke, he squeezed ever so lightly on my thigh.
    That was it for me. I couldn’t possible take anymore. I grabbed at his head and pushed him towards my lips. The only problem was I had completely forgotten about my lip, which was reminding me all too soon how painful it was.
    Gasping in pain, I pulled away from him. “What’s wrong?” Luca asked. He stared at my lips and growled. “I’m going to fucking kill that son of a bitch!” He was off me like a shot and almost out the door.
    “Luca!” I shouted as I ran towards him like lightening. “Please, Luca. Don’t get angry. I’m okay. Look at me.” It surprised me that my demand worked as his eyes found mine. I didn’t know what to say or do to diffuse the situation, so the only thing I could come up with was to go on the defensive. “What just happened was a mistake, and it can’t happen again. I don’t want you, so please stop pursuing me.”
    I think that helped. Suddenly the rage in his eyes subsided as a humorous glint now took its place. “You will remain in here until such time as you come to your senses.”
    I was suddenly enraged again. I had never had someone give me so many emotions within a span of a few minutes. He was terrifying, unbelievably spoilt, and too fucking handsome for his own good. No matter how much I wanted to fight him, I knew he wasn’t going to let me go.
    “Okay,” I whispered.
    “Okay, what?” His hand quickly moved away from the handle as he turned to me.
    “Come on. Do what you want to me. Fuck me, Luca Belatoni.”
    Luca’s nostrils flared as I saw him make a slight move towards me. Pretty soon he seemed to come to his senses as he smiled. “Ah-ah, Clara. You’re not playing games with me.”
    I fisted my hands together. “What do you mean? You want to fuck me, so fuck me.”
    Luca closed the distance between us. “Number one, I don’t fuck. And number two, if you think I was born yesterday, then you have another thing coming.”
    “What are you talking about?” My God, this man was frustrating the hell out of me.
    “You’re only saying this now because you think I will let you go once I’ve taken you.”
    “This is what you wanted,” I protested.
    “Yes, but I want you to want it, too. Giving into me because you think you’ll get something in return is not an option for me. You have to want it—want me.”
    “I do want you.” I held his eyes as I closed the gap even further. I picked his hand up and placed it on my breast. “Do you feel that? Do you feel how much they’re heaving for your touch?” I almost had him for a moment. He squeezed a little and ran his thumb across my nipple. My God, if I didn’t want him a minute ago, I definitely wanted him after that!
    No sooner had he begun, than I felt him pull his hand away. “No games, Clara.”
    I flung my hands up in frustration. “I can’t keep up with you. First, you demand to have me, and